The oversharing of vacation photos

In the future, use this:

 

Don't tell me what to do, you *checks list*...

...um, you creepy ass canoe?

 

I thought you were a writer. You gotta go with more alliteration, you ...

... butterface bitch box.

 

Went to Gotham for a few days to putz around and got lost in the Easter "parade" in front of St. Pat's, which is more like the Kentucky Derby with all the fancy-funky headwear -- but more Jesus'y. Everywhere I turned I bumped into a different camera or smartphone or reporter from NBC4NY.

 

This is one of my favorite moments of Generation Screen -- 3 grown men at a table at Ben's on 38th with zero desire to say a single word to each other or even acknowledge each other's existence. We're lonely without our phones.

 

It looks like a business meeting, though. It would make sense that they would be checking their email during a break in a business meeting, or even related to something regarding the business meeting.

 

I happened to get my seat about the time they got theirs. In my 15-20 minutes there, I didn't see 'em say more than a word or two.

 

That tells me they were probably still doing some work stuff.

My friends on the beat and I would hit the bar/restaurant after access, for example, back in the day, and all of us would work for a while before filing and then socializing after that.

 

Pinterest is a blank space for me. Is it still a thing?

 

Yelling and obscenities are fine.
As long as you don't 'shame ' someone for appearance or weight.

 

I wouldn't have done any of it if someone hadn't decided to block a planeload of people so they could take some selfies.

THIS IS CLASSIC VICTIM BLAMING.

 

The social media 'likes' were designed to supply a dopamine hit. Even the early pioneers of the companies have admitted they exploited this human vulnerability.
I have an eidetic memory so don't have much need for photographic memory-making.
I post an 18-second video of a baby eating cake sloppily because /I/ like it.
My feed(s) were intended to be a representation of me eating beer nuts, nothing more.
I don't make pretense to this technology being even vaguely social.